Blackhearted (I Don't Usually Like Mc's but… 2012)

Текст песни Drs and Lynx - Blackhearted (I Don't Usually Like Mc's but… 2012)

Black hearted children from a home that's broken
Won't eat the greens but I'm sure they'll smoke 'em
Not even fully grown, brain can't take the potent
But they can't take the pressure, the only way of coping
Today they're famous, yesterday nobody knows 'em
Nobody questions why they done it, why their youth was stolen
Grown in disease, streets filled with parasites and rodents
So why they travel in packs, hood up, expression frozen
Or why they cry themselves to sleep at night time
Lost in these darker states searching for the right sign
But where they live no shred of hope that you might find
Where prostitute mothers sell their bodies by the roadside
Where drug addicts beat grandmothers for their pensions
Where the air's so dirty when you breathe it, taste the stenching
Where alcoholics drink community spirits
You can see it in these kids' faces reaching their limits

Black hearted children
Didn't choose this life, society killed them
Black sold offspring
Think through decisions that these streets keep offering
Black hearted children
Didn't choose this life, society killed them
Black sold offspring
Think through decisions that these streets keep offering

Black hearted children, the city's lost souls
Millions of tortured minds, their stories not told
At the end of their rainbow there's not gold
Hard to be positive or find someone that's not cold
Round here the snakes in the grass ready to pounce
Shotters on the scales bagging up, shredding the ounce
Short lived escapes can be bought in ready amounts
If you need weapons, no worries, plenty about
Their lifestyles hate and jealousy
Sell drugs, fast cars, champagne, Hennessy
Our children aspire to be menacing
Boys in the hood, Nino Brown's facing sentencing
Nobody wants to work round the way
'Cause what you earn in a month, man'll make in a day
Nobody cares that they've been led astray
Just that they were carrying a knife when they left home today

Black hearted children
Didn't choose this life, society killed them
Black sold offspring
Think through decisions that these streets keep offering
Black hearted children
Didn't choose this life, society killed them
Black sold offspring
Think through decisions that these streets keep offering